The next day, my blockmates were busy discussing our assigned readings for the day. We will have our recit for History again, so everyone was anxious. I sighed and kept my head down. I focused on my readings. I read these last night, so I was just reviewing it already. I also had my notes already for the important details. I closed my eyes and recited the keypoints in my head. I was at that state when I heard the door opened. I immediately opened my eyes and I saw Sir Greg in front of the class already. I sighed and closed my notebook."Good morning, class. Beadle, your index cards please." Our beadle went to him and handed our index cards. I sat properly when he started shuffling the cards. I read this, but I'm not that confident yet. I pressed my lips togethe"First one would be... Lemuel, Felice." I gulped when I heard my name.Fuck. Really, first?DamI took a deep sigh and compos

“Mom, I’m going already! I’ll be late if I’ll wait for you!”I was half shouting already as I ran down our grand staircase. Mommy was in the kitchen, making sandwiches. Well, I’d like to have some because her sandwiches are the best, but then I am super late with my first class already.“You sure you don’t want the sandwich?” I can hear her giggling while saying those. I pouted.“Nope!” And I ran outside the house already.Our driver was already opening the door for me, so I just hopped in immediately. I heaved a sigh and rested my back on the backrest. I closed my eyes and placed my bag beside me then I plugged my air pods and played it on full volume.

It’s Sunday, and I’ve been bombarding my head with all the facts that I will need for my article. The team’s deadline will be by the end of the week since it will still go through a lot of readings for this article to be perfect. It is my name that they will put in the issue, and of course, I don’t want to mess this up.I sighed and stared at my iPad blankly. The readings are beside the iPad. I was already half the file that I was required to get through, and my head is still not functioning. Gosh. I’ve been staring at the blank document for the draft, but my hands couldn’t just type a thing.Now, this is what I was avoiding. I really don’t like the topic. Sure at some point, it’s interesting, but then it’s really not just my thing. However, I cannot just pull it out because I already made a commitment. Oh, Felice. What is happening with your life? Gosh. I took another deep breath and straightened on my seat. I grab

  I once heaved a sigh when I finally got out of our car.   “Bye, mom!” I waved at Mommy. She just gave me a smile and a nod. I sighed and went inside the campus already. I tapped my ID and then walked through the campus corridors.   I checked my wristwatch for the time. It was already 9 AM and my first class today will start at 10 AM, but I needed to be at the student council room at 9:30 because I will ha a meeting with Sir Greg. That was what he emailed me yesterday. At first, I thought it was about my drafts and I was so freaking nervous, but then he said that he just needed to meet me because he wants to ask some questions about the student council.   I took a deep breath as I turn to the student council building. I am not sure if he’s there already. Gosh, I feel like my chest is going to burst as I approached the student council room. I really hate this uncomfortable feeling! It makes

Chapter 19   Assignments, reports, student council meetings, school paper meetings, and other academic events. Those are the things that I did that whole week. I never let myself do nothing. I needed to be distracted, and my school work kept me that way. I needed something to focus on because the moment I have time to think or the moment that I’ve got nothing to do, those crazy ideas of liking my instructor always crept into my mind. It’s seriously driving me crazy. Gosh, what the hell is even happening to me?    I mean, it’s just been how many months since I met him, and I never really got a chance to have a legit conversation with him in a casual manner. It has always been those random moments. I don’t even remember how or when it really started. My God, Felice. You’re really going crazy!